Dimstrade ditty for Poon’s birthday! 

I drive you to the airport 
You always fall fast asleep in the car 
I wake you with a shake 
You open your eyes quick, ask where we are 
I say we’re in Bombay 
And laugh as you believe me for a while 
But then you’ve gone away 
At least I got in one last smile

I call you 
My sleepy head 
I call you 
My restless nomad 
I call you 
When you land 
I call you just to tell you’re my man

I call you on the phone 
When you forget to tell me you are safe 
I smile at your tone 
When you say grumpily you weren’t awake 
I never know which zone 
You’re in how many you have crossed today 
But you forgive me anyway

But you’re so up and down 
I check the news of places I can’t pronounce 
And I’m so solid ground 
Nothing can uproot me from this town 
How do we work it out 
Well I’ll just call you up again and then 
I’ll just call you 
My sleepy head

I call you 
My sleepy head 
I call you 
My restless nomad 
I call you 
When you land 
I call you just to tell you’re my man

I call you 
Long distance phone 
I call you 
Wherever you roam 
I call you 
My rolling stone 
I call you 
My home so far away from home